Verse:
My bro keep that ratchet I ain’t talking clank
Feeling like Michael might just rob a bank
Turn on n***as in the end like I’m Frank
You look like jimmy walking round with a plank
Them old days I was cranking dat yank
King of the hill but I ain’t talking hank
Rocking that black and gold New Orleans saint
Sliding right away I’m leaving no trace
2019 I'm wearing that bucket
I just gave away the bape like fuck it
Don’t want ya hoe man she disgusting
You call her baby like you Justin
All my n***as riding fuck justice
Catch me outside it ain’t nothing
That bullshit can’t trust it
Yo daddy still polish his musket
Real n***a don’t gotta discuss it
You a goose and yo n***as still ducking
Either way Imma have yo ass running
Wanna know where I stay lil n***a can’t tell ya
Sliding off with yo bae take a trip Venezuela
My dogs outside man I feel like like consuela
My hoe so fancy she ain’t iggy azalea
Interesting see you dressing like me
Lil' n***a stop flexing that preme
Different vans got tired of sneaks
But I ain’t acting like that shit is unique
Grove back I ain’t talking bout Stella
On the block still ball like Capella
Náutica backpack I look like sailor
Shout out to meek use to rock them
Margielas
I double 007 I’m watching goodfellas
And I’m at home chilling eating Nutella
Drop him off like he just went to escuela
Seen 12 had to run Cinderella
You in the back seat sit back
Tell me where I went cause I been back
I could pull yo hoe don’t need no six pack
Found gold I ain’t even use a pick axe
Shark hoodie bet Jacob gon flip that
Leave him on the South Pole told him swim back
Ate a n***a beat cause I need quick snacks
Hook:
Don’t got no yums on
But got my ones on
I got my buzz on
Man you is a clone
I’m in my own zone
You needa phone home
Got braids like post lone
Man you’ll get post poned
Aye!